Ruan Ling looked at Pu Zihuang.

Pu Zihuang raised his chin: "Benjun allows you to sit down and dine with Benjun." Sit! ”

Ruan Ling hurriedly smiled: "I have already eaten, and I am not hungry at all now." These are all specially prepared for you, Zihuangjun. How can I dine at the same table with you, my little earth god? ”

"You're pretty self-aware." Pu Zihuang tore off a chicken leg and ate it slowly, "If you eat this bowl of chicken soup, Benjun will spare your life." ”

Ruan Ling said: "I have a bad stomach in the past two days, and I can't eat fishy meat and greasy things. ”

"Oh? Little fairies can get sick too? ”

"Of course, I am a mortal in the flesh and become a god, and I also eat whole grains, so I will naturally get sick." Ruan Lingyi said rhetorically, "You caught me here, I don't want to adapt to the soil." Naturally, there is an upset stomach. ”

Pu Zihuang glanced at her and instructed Bai Jing: "Go and skim the oil from the chicken soup." That way it's not greasy. ”

Ruan Ling looked at him like this, and was a little hesitant in his heart: "Pu Zihuang, why do you have to let me eat this chicken soup?" I said I don't like to eat! ”

"If you don't like it, just don't like it." Pu Zihuang didn't insist, and said lazily, "Baijing, I'll give it to you." ”

Bai Jing looked at Ruan Ling shyly, and trembled again: "Is it really?" ”

"Nope." Ruan Ling hurriedly hugged the chicken soup pot, "This is what I made, I said whoever can eat it, who can eat it." ”

Bai Jing is so aggrieved.

Ruan Ling had to pretend not to see it.

Pu Zihuang tilted his head: "Little land, did you put something in this soup?" Otherwise, why don't you want to eat it, and you don't allow others to eat it, but only for your own king? Could it be that you want to harm Benjun? ”

"How is that possible?" Ruan Ling defended, "I just feel that Zihuangjun has failed my intentions, and I feel sad." ”

She made a sad expression, picked up the chicken soup and poured it out.

Bai Jing screamed, so distressed.

Pu Zihuang hooked his lips and smiled.

In the corner where no one was paying attention, Xiao Hei sniffed and rushed out with a puff of smoke.

Pu Zihuang ate a chicken leg, took out a silk handkerchief, wiped his hands, stood up, and said, "Your cooking skills are indeed a little better than Bai Jing." ”

Ruan Ling smiled modestly: "Thank you Zihuangjun for your compliment." ”

"In the future, you will stay and cook for me, and be the cook of my Wanju Villa. If you don't agree, go to the funeral! After Pu Zihuang finished speaking, he got up and left.

did not give Ruan Ling the slightest opportunity to speak against it.

Ruan Ling looked at his departing back, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

She sat back at the table, took out the small porcelain bottle from her bosom, put it in her palm and played with it, and said to herself, "How can this bottle full of good ingredients be wasted in a basin." ”

Bai Jing asked curiously, "What did the girl say?" What's good? ”

"I mean, I put an exclusive secret recipe in the dish so that's why it's so delicious." Ruan Ling gave him a sweet smile.

Bai Jing was surprised: "Ah, it turns out that the girl really has a secret recipe." I don't know what it is, can you give it to me? In the future, I will make it for my master. ”

"Do you still need a secret recipe?" Ruan Ling took advantage of his chin and looked at him with a smile, "Xiaobai, didn't you hear what your master said just now, I will be a cook in the future, and you will be unemployed." ”

Bai Jing was stunned and left with tears streaming down his face.

Ruan Lingchao picked up the roast chicken on the table, thinking to himself, such a good chicken with ingredients, the flower peacock actually only ate one chicken leg.